Doc Martens

    If there's one thing I admire about Ellen, it's her steel toed Doc Marten boots. I think I'm getting a pair for Christmas (as well as my aerial lead) but I really needed them last night.
   At Karate yesterday evening we were all told to put our shoes back on to sort of replicate if we were being attacked in real life. "You wouldn't be bare-footed walking round the streets would you?" said my Shihan or master, I tugged the ends of my Gi or suit "Nor would we be dressed in white pajamas" I replied.
   The great thing about Amazon is that it cannot differentiate between the search term 'Doc Marten' and 'Doc Martin' so I keep getting e-mails with a Martin Clunes photo attachement asking if I care to buy the DVD boxset.
   The friendlings and I (chief friendling) are all going round Ellen's mansion house soon for her Birthday to watch DVD's. She's decided that we're putting Narnia on because she thinks the guy that plays Mr Tumnus is dishy.
   The horns and the hooves would put me off personally but if that's what floats her boat...
Ria X